Photo by Külli Kittus on Unsplash This is how to save a life. Pain. It’s completely mind-consuming. At least that’s the case with excruciating pain, like childbirth, earaches, and toothaches. Those are just the examples that come to my head immediately, and there’s a reason for that. I have an earache, and it’s been…
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A Non-Political Look at Life
And how precious it is. Photo by Jung Ho Park on Unsplash The thing about life (and this isn’t a political argument) is…
Live Your Life or Plan Your Death
About depression and a pet cricket named Elvis When I was a kid, I had a pet cricket named Elvis. Mama said you can’t really have a cricket for a pet. The truth is, I never saw him once, but Elvis sang to me every night, so I reckon he decided to keep me instead…
Six Simple Truths About Grief
I talk a lot about grief and recovery. I probably always will. My son was 16 when I found him dead on the couch one October morning. You can’t go through that unscathed. You don’t ever get to a place where you stop talking about it. Love always comes with the risk of loss. Death…
Side Effects of Tremendous Loss
Grief sucks. I’m going to go over a little bit of what happens when you have to say goodbye forever to someone you love. First, a bit of context. Shock. I lost my kid. Well, I didn’t exactly lose him. Horror. I know where he is. I hardly ever go there. There’s something disturbing about…
The Day I Chose to Live
The day I chose to live was easily the worst day of my life. I guess it happens like that sometimes. Finding my son dead was a horrific experience that I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. Mr. Main (my husband) says that people don’t even like to hear or talk about losing a child,…
12 SURPRISING THINGS GRIEF WILL TEACH YOU THAT YOU ACTUALLY NEED TO KNOW
(With One Bonus Lesson at the End) My first introduction to death was at the tender age of 18. This was before I knew the first thing about living, so I sure didn’t know how to process the fact that people could just stop doing it. Especially important people, like my Daddy. He was bigger…